User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20160811145125/@comment-2246928-20161116210134

"Oh, except, I do mind." The fox's gaze, despite the smile still present on his muzzle, was just as intense as that of the older hare, a dangerous glint in those eyes that never truly left even in the happiest of moments. "Discard your weapons as instructed, or I'll have your young companion executed." His lip lifted to show teeth, his voice steady and cold. "We really only need one hare, after all."